I fell asleep with the
rays of sunshine
kissing my skin,
listening to sounds of guitar,
strumming in the wind.

I wish I could find someone
to bathe with me in the sun's light
of the early evening,
at sunset.

Locked limbs,
breaths in tune,
huffs of air are certainly heard.

And it's warm in this place,
softer than the clouds,
where we can admire eachothers
face lines as we will when we get older.

Too soon to leave,
I'm afraid to ask you,
for only a favor:
"Will you please stay like this with me forever."